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Premium Member Beautiful

"Everything holds a tinge of beauty, something unique,
but not everyone recognizes something beautiful."
                                                              ~ by poet

Some of the most beautiful things in the world
are those that are visually impossible to see...
A fern frond that we can feel, not yet uncurled
Mated doves cooing, "Come to me, my love"
Or lofty wind in a canvas sail when it's unfurled

Promises of a pewter sky when rain's sorely needed
Swaddled newborns while dreaming in slumber 
Starlight skies when the view is not impeded
Or fine fertile soil of this Earth in shades of umber
And polished pearls when oysters are seeded

The obvious sunrise morns and sunset twiights
A soul that was lost, then found its way back
Wavering hues of colors from the Northern lights
Pretty, a flower, growing in a sidewalk crack
Crystalized snowflakes and other wintry delights

Beauty can exist inside a good person's heart
In the prismed colors radiating from waterfalls
And at the greeting of lovers who have been apart
It's found in lost friendships by tearing down walls
Realizing life can be happy again with a fresh start

Our sweetest memories, when in dreams we drift
Smiles endowed to strangers who wear a frown
That may be what they needed to give them a lift
The glowing face of a bride, in her wedding gown
And how beautiful the offer of forgiveness as a gift
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.


Premium Member Love and Laughter

"Temptation would not shift, had to make one last parting gift" ~The Poet~

Seeping like spilled golden honey smothering the horizon, 
As age old marshmallow clouds surrender to flames and wizen.
The molten ball of fire, sinks slowly, descending into the waiting sea.
A lone bird in flight streaks across the scene in delight of being free.

Ebony shadows across the sun drenched sky, signify the end of day.
Moonbeams will embrace the darkened sky as night steps in to play.
Distant stars begin to glow with lustrous lights crystalized in space.
Captivating worship as myriads of prayers fleet to His Heavenly Grace.

A joyous peace engulfs our tiny earth, as goodwill flows over the land.
All affray ceases, those who fought see their weapons melt into the sand.
A serene calm envelops each child, woman and man, eradicating fear.
Enemies become friends, and every heart is filled with abundant cheer.

Love and laughter and peace ever after when peace resumes her sway.
Famine, disease, cruelty or greed, all issues of the past no longer to display.
Families reunite, thoughts of war eventually fade, His word will be obeyed.
Night’s resplendent curtain withdrawn to show the new day He has made.
Form: Rhyme

Crystalized Seldom

Spirals of dazzling lights stars dance in rythmic patterns Laughing gaily
to the world Vortex of wonderous possibilities shining beams rainbows
of brilliance water reflecting in crystalized seldom trees lush with life
as the water smiles to the world saying embrace everything and everyone
then see what its all worth the buildings faces down below were as pale as
the moon as this revelation was strewn through my thoughts keeping pace
from here as Im sure they are up there singing without a care getting lost
in the beyond that lirks underneath almost everything everywhere Im sure..
Spinning around in your brain and forgetting all your unspeakable pain because
in this moment nothing else matters but the reflection of the stars on the deep
mysterious water and the crickets singing you to sleep in this vast world your heart a million miles away but still you cant help but be amazed by it all

I,

I,


Wanna strike a match in your heart if you let me, try,
I, promise I will not stop.
I’ve, got, to give you all that I have had, 
In the past, I only ever gave half.
Your heart, my star, has landed, right here.
You near, lift me up, above, my love, my drug, 
You’re my everlasting,
Listening, laughing, with you.


Never blue, only if you ask me to, 
Will I quit, but never be tragic, ‘cause I know you’re fantastic.
Fantasy, you’re mine, never lying, all true, 
Everything comes from you, 
Into us, build our love, become my continuum.
Continue to feel ‘em, no fool, used tool, creating illusion’s, 
Never becoming immune, to heart ache, I break, 
Every time I say truth.
Never had the voice to, a-maze, lost in my confusion, 
Wandering allusion’s, memory of tragedy, 
Reality is comedy. 


I laugh, take it back, leave me to my spiral, 
Leave me and go viral.
Find fame, it’s lame, wannabee a nobody, 
Or someone, somebody, anybody, something, 
Dreams ring, for me, telephone is calling.
Fame and fortune drawing, us to, hope for, 
A better tomorrow, reaching out of sorrow.


Searching, just a king, waiting on a future,
Know I’d never leave ya.
Fist raised, heap praise, fighting for our freedom.
Writing up a new kingdom, 
Stole a thought and only went and built us both a fiefdom.
Come and feast your eyes on, a thing that taste like bacon.
Glitterballs, come walk the halls, perform a free dance with me, 
Make me your nobility, hopeless-ly, endless-ly.


I will wait in hand, I stand, give me a direction, 
Show me your perfection.
Crystalized, fireflies, 
Your eyes energize me; energizer bunny.


Love’s cruel, use me, using your own rules, 
Anything is possible, yet all this is improbable?
If you would only wish it, into your existence, 
I will move the world sideways, 
Moving your in all ways...
Always.


(C)2023 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
© Aa Harvey  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Life S Hues

Life’s Hues

Sliver of rainbow experiences slip through the cracks of memories hoard,
where all lives in the shadows of subconscious content, continues to be stored
until woven into a tapestry of a moment kissed, then into the conscious mind
where the essence, the colours, nationalities, come to light, whom to me where so kind.

Upon crystalized tear drops, beautiful colours, reflected hues refracted.
Fragmented elements of a checkered life so protracted,
leaves one to wonder why ???, and for what reasons ???,
has this life’s force been able to defeat the Grim Reaper, at his game, a dozen times.

This life’s force having seen so much of life’s changing Seasons,
and been guided by an unseen force, into writing so many rhymes,
of which some have been relatively good, but oh so sad
and many others, unquestionably, oh so bad !
This begs the question, why ?, has this life been put on the line
so many, many times and come out unscathed and doing just fine. 
B. J. “A ” 2
August 30th 2013
Form: Rhyme


Rare Metals

Crystals.
Follows its own shapes and lines. 
Explodes like text messages about food and friends. 
Heavily guarded. 

Everyone knows the rare metals.

Not by name, just by the shine.
Like vampire shine. 
Random uncrystalized feelings. 
End up in the dumpster that’s only my own stuff. 

Rare metals. 

It’s not gold out there. 
It’s just eternal space ships. 
Follows its own shapes and lines. 
Confuses itself into nothing. 

Crystal shaped stuff. 
Filled treasure chests feeling glazed over. 
Thoughts bubbles crystalized. 

Not so rare after all. 

Stuff from caves and mines. 
Belonged to me all along. 
Carving out stuff for me to take home. 
Never made it.

Premium Member Green Eyed Jealousy

She searched beneath flashing green neon signs
advertising cheap rooms for rent - ten by the hour.
She prowled - her vision sharpest in the night
Celadon eyes of a feral cat, out searching for her Tom.

Sufficient suspicions surfaced in a splenetic jaded mind 
fed with juicy scraps and morsels of hearsay.
Jealousy grew in truculent shades of green, 
to a height taller than a forest of giant spruce and pine.

Trust be damned, an evil spell cast upon her heart.
Neon blinks painted emerald stripes across her distorted face.
Possessed, she ripped her dress and screamed his name.
Pounded on doors painted in deep verdant hue  
all closed to the night's vulgar rantings.

Flashing lights, blue and red, a door finally opened.
Tears fell from green crystalized eyes  
black mascara streaked down each cheek
a beast-like mask of caustic emotions.
Caged - the 'Green Eyed Monster' - locked away


=____________________________________=
 March 1st, 2016   
Green Contest: Silent One
© Lin Lane  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member White Snow Blanket of Inspiration

Glittery crystalized diamond snowflakes now lie delicately on top of each other 
Forming a giant fluffy blue tinged white snow blanket that connects our houses
Sled mountain is awesomely beautiful in pure white, with not a single track.
I awoke this morning to discover this beautiful winter scene, 
maybe the prettiest ever

What to do first? School has been cancelled, so working is out of the picture.
I take another look out the window and run for my paints, and a fresh canvas.
There may never be another day this beautiful in my lifetime.  
My husband smiles.
Painting heh? 
I have not painted a picture for almost six months because I did not have this.

Premium Member At The Pier

Contemplative bliss communes with the serene,
into the spirit of the placid marine crystalized in my mind.
As the sun’s reflection spreads glitter upon its open sea,
throngs milling to the melodious tunes of the guitar.
Strumming troubadour, slim and rangy toe headed youth
grins modestly as his tip jar fills welcoming spared bills
And to the sounds of the seagulls
gleeful squawk, soaring through the azure.
Beyond the pier the magician plies his trade, 	
tricks which awe and stun
the enthusiastic crowds gathered about. 
And what lovely crowds willing, mellifluous, madrigal, 
thoughtful, kind, and respectful.
Smiles abound as though the world conspires for a pleasant mood.
I inhale the familiar primordial sea air’s briny scent. 
I take pause to ponder gazing out onto the vast ocean’s expanse.
How much longer can I bare this aching fulfillment 
as I anxiously transpose these images and feelings
into meriting words.
© I Am Anaya  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Keeping God- Search Simple

Line of inquiry: 

“Of the fact we are alive, we are sure
All else scriptures say, may or may not be
So presence vibrant, heart pure and demure
As formless awareness we become free”

Seeping like spilled golden honey smothering the horizon, 
As age old marshmallow clouds surrender to flames and wizen.
The molten ball of fire, sinks slowly, descending into the waiting sea.
A lone bird in flight streaks across the scene in delight of being free.

Ebony shadows across the sun drenched sky, signify the end of day.
Moonbeams will embrace the darkened sky as night steps in to play.
Distant stars begin to glow with lustrous lights crystalized in space.
Captivating worship as myriads of prayers fleet to His Heavenly Grace.

A joyous peace engulfs our tiny earth, as goodwill flows over the land.
All affray ceases, those who fought see their weapons melt into the sand.
A serene calm envelops each child, woman and man, eradicating fear.
Enemies become friends, and every heart is filled with abundant cheer.

Love and laughter and peace ever after when peace resumes her sway.
Famine, disease, cruelty or greed, all issues of the past no longer to display.
Families reunite, thoughts of war eventually fade, His word will be obeyed.
Night’s resplendent curtain withdrawn to show the new day He has made.
,
Awareness with a contrite tone, that we are alive and with faith we believe.
The Lord will deliver us, when disenchantment and dishonesty seek to deceive,
for His expectations of the way we are, as the people He wishes us to be.
We are His children, created in His image and obeying His word sets us free.
Form: Rhyme

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